Parking? We Don’t Need No Stinkin’ Parking!
The college hired a contractor who subcontracted the parking lot job. The subcontractor started in August. Fall semester also starts in August. I watched people storm the campus like Normandy
Holding on for Dear Life
Song of the day that is my coping mechanism for the repetitiveness of my current life.
People Problems
Summer school with classmates ten years younger and no baggage. I'm a single mom with twenty years of regret. The disconnect is real and mostly self-imposed.
Why You Trippin?
A friend I barely hear from is suddenly blowing up my phone about a holiday visit. I'm less than enthused about meeting the significant other. I'm hoping I can keep the fake face to a minimum.
You’re In My Spot
A Sheldon-level meltdown over a stolen classroom seat, plus the parking spot rage waiting for me back at the apartment.
